Kraków finale – Old Town to Gestapo HQ

by hayley on 13 September 2015

Poland Day 9. With Kraków’s size and extensive history I’m glad I planned to stay a full week. Still I was pushed for time rounding up my final to-dos which were primarily in the Old Town but also beyond it to take in another harrowing WW2 museum.

I was relieved to get my first full night’s sleep on the trip. After breakfasting nearby I set out for the local post office, having assembled a kilo of stuff I could post home including some now non-essential clothes. This leaves me a few basics to last another three-ish weeks which will be fine. I will appreciate the simplicity if not the variety.

The transaction took about half an hour to work through, my teller enlisting a couple of English-speaking customers to convey information to help complete the customs form. Postage was about NZ$30 so not too bad – let’s see if it turns up!

A short walk away is the start of the Royal Road, named for the time royalty and other distinguished types entered the city through the Barbican and Florian Gate and proceeded in an important manner (no doubt) along to the square and then down to Wawel Castle. It is fantastic that these historic gateways and some of the associated wall live on today.

The Barbican, well over 500 years old and with 3 metre thick walls. You can pay to go inside, so I did

Florian Gate from the Barbican. They used to be joined by a covered passageway and incorporated into the city wall around the Old Town

Not much of the old wall remains

Walking through the Florian Gate

The square was again pulsating with people and pigeons. I mucked around here for a bit and realised that I could go up the St Mary’s bugle tower which is only open Thu, Fri and Sat, so I booked a time slot and came back later.

It’s trumpet o’clock!

He plays the tune then waves. Such a crowd pleaser. It is to this floor that you can pay to go up to, though not at the time the trumpet action is happening

I carried on down the Royal Road mainly to see St Francis’ Basilica which I’d missed the other day, famous for its Art Nouveau interior – painted walls and stained-glass windows. And it was stunning – the most beautiful church I’ve seen, so much colour and intricacy on such a large scale.

I abandoned the Royal Road here to make sure I had time to get over to the museum, half an hour away north-east of the square. I trotted off down a wide main road, busy with traffic and pedestrians and filled with more striking old architecture. It was here I saw my first and only beggar in Kraków and a minute later a drunk man clutching a bottle weaved toward me with a cross-eyed stare. Displays of public drunkenness have been few and far between, though I’ve really only been out and about in daytime.

I found Pomorska Street and the museum which was the Kraków headquarters of the Gestapo during WW2. There are two exhibits, a small museum room, and most impacting of all, the detention cells used to interrogate and torture political prisoners.

Looks bland enough but the stories it could tell – and does

Files inside the museum. The exhibits cover the impact of first the Nazi occupation and then the communist regime

In the cells are about 600 actual inscriptions from detainees

Bullet holes can be seen in the walls

Time to retrace steps and get back to the square. There are 27 regulations for visiting the tower, including ensuring one is healthy enough to climb the 271 steps. Given it wasn’t one of those small tight staircases it was a relative breeze, though there were complaints from the smoker ahead of me as our small group made the ascent.

Looking back to the Florian Gate

I walked through the Planty a couple of times during the day – my plan had been to walk right around it in one continuous loop but over the week I never achieved this. It’s a great place to snatch some greenery, history and people watch (not so much the canoodling couples of which there were MANY).

Around the Planty you can see foundations where the city wall and fortifications stood

I saw multiple memorials and whatnot to Pope John Paul II (who had lived in Kraków and was its Archbishop) during my stay here

I walked back to the hotel and got ready for my early morning departure. I really enjoyed my time in Kraków, the type of city it is made it a great intitiation for my month in Poland and I threw myself into experiencing what I could of its many layers of history. Now it was time to head north.

Finding the stunning Słowacki Theatre as I left the Old Town for the last time brought the curtain down ( 🙂 ) on my Kraków explorations

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Hayley a really interesting tour. The St Francis’ Basilica is amazing such incredible colours and the Slowacki Theatre would have been great to see. Oooh the chilly happenings of the past certainly come through in your photos. The sky and buildings have an ominous aura. Thanks for sharing. Looking forward to reading more. xxx

Thanks Janice, much appreciated. I did look up to see if the theatre was hosting any performances during my stay, as that’s the only real way to see what must be a fabulous interior, but nothing. That church though eh! x

Hi Yvonne, I’m glad you were able to get that impression from where you are. I originally planned to take another day trip just out of Kraków to do what looked like a really interesting walk, but in the end I felt there was too much I wanted to see in the city.

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I'm Hayley and I live in the beautiful city of Wellington NZ. Outside of my work as an IT programme manager I love to travel and exercise my creativity. This blog is a photo journal of my travel experiences, the big stuff and the small. Thanks for visiting!